"Be careful after you finish, ma'am," One cautioned uneasily.
"It's okay, don't worry."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Ranran realized that she had no money.
"Boss, can I owe it for now? I'll pay you back in a couple of days," Ye Ranran pleaded politely.
The boss sized her up, "You're not from this village, are you? Where do you live?"
Weren't villagers in remote areas supposed to be kind and simple? Why did she feel deep malice here?
"I'm indeed not from here. I fainted in your village by accident and was rescued by someone. I've spent all my money. As you heard, my family will be here in a couple of days, and then I can pay you," she explained.
Whether the boss believed her story or not, he eventually let her leave.
Ye Ranran breathed a sigh of relief, took a stroll outside, and then returned.
Upon arriving back, she noticed nothing unusual, which slightly eased her anxious heart.
In the middle of the night, Ye Ranran heard footsteps and suddenly woke up.